Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Yi rushed forward with the sword, the Kunpeng wings behind him were brilliant, the blood sword on his chest emitted red light, and the sword of the sacrifice to the sky was at the point of not opening, absorbing the right foot of the black figure, and the majestic qi and blood flowed out a little bit was enough for the sword of the sacrifice to the sky, and this time Mo Yi entered the strongest mode in full swing.

Stepping on the soul sand, the speed went from zero to full, and there was no figure in sight, but the soul sand on the ground spread in a ring again and again, indicating Mo Yi's course of action, and Zhao Mad and Gongsun Ruoji in the rear could only judge Mo Yi's location by virtue of the aura that burst on the soul sand.

Then, there was an explosion in the soul sand, Mo Yi jumped up, and the air exploded continuously, and in an instant, he rushed to the sand dune where the black figure was standing, he swung his sword away, and the suffocating black sword light burst out from the demon sealing sword in his hand, and the black figure immediately jumped away, and the hill was silently divided into two halves and scattered to the ground by the sword light.

"Where's the psychic blood sword. Gongsun Ruoji stared at Mo Yi tightly, at this time, Mo Yi only had a Demon Sealing Sword in his hand, and the Blood Sword was nowhere to be seen.

And the next moment, the moment the black figure landed, a bloody light suddenly erupted on the ground that rose to the sky as if it was about to cut through the clouds, and the blood sword that was hidden under the soul sand and calculated the location of the black figure landed issued a shocking sneak attack.

The blood light blew the wind so that Gongsun Ruoji and Zhao Mad had to bend down to resist not being blown away, even so, they struggled to keep their eyes open in the wild sand and waves to observe the battle situation, and their pupils suddenly constricted after seeing the black figure.

The black figure regrew a right foot at some point, and the two feet clamped the tip of the Blood Sword, and the whole person stood on it in a balanced manner, and his body did not waver in the wind slashed by the Blood Sword, and he was strangely calm.

And Mo Yi had already rushed to the front, the Demon Sealing Sword in his right hand was raised, and he couldn't even see the process of falling, a black sword light had already been cut out, and it was dodged by the black figure's twisted sideways, and then the next black sword light came silently.

The rainstorm of sword light poured out unilaterally, the blood sword on Mo Yi's chest exuded a blood light that almost illuminated half of the sky, he himself was expressionless, holding the Demon Sealing Sword in one hand and slashing at an extremely fast speed, the black figure stood on the blood sword with both feet, did not escape, but continued to dodge the slash with almost no gaps in a posture that violated the biological structure.

Unilateral attack, Mo Yi slashed, the black figure dodged, and the black sword light flew towards the boundless soul sand plain behind it, and the sand and dust in the sky were lifted by the wind, and one thrilling ravine after another appeared. It's terrifying to see.

A golden light suddenly crossed his eyes, and Mo Yi slashed again, and the head of the black figure twisted to the back to avoid the black sword light that flew almost against his face, but at this time, a blood-red sword strike slashed into his left arm.

I don't know when, Mo Yi was already holding the sword in both hands, hunting in white, the bloody sword under the feet of the black figure disappeared, he lost his balance, and then Mo Yi cut off his right arm with a sword.

The black figure reached out to pick up his right arm, and then grabbed it with one hand, and then absorbed it into its body as nutrients and supplies.

The black figure looked sideways and saw Mo Yi, who was also staring at him slightly.

Then there was a heavy kick in his face, kicking out a huge aura of air and exploding, the ground shook for a moment, and the black figure flew out upside down and rubbed on the ground of the soul sand, unable to stop the body, his body was almost pulled into a line because of the rapid speed of the upside-down flight, his empty right arm swung slightly, and a new hand suddenly emerged from the wound again to insert it into the ground and slow down.

Before he could completely stop his body, Mo Yi was already on the verge of being in front of him, and the streamers of the two swords flew down, left and right, up and down, sword after sword, and a dazzling one was drawn in the air.

Meditation on the Great Day Swordsmanship.

The speed of the black figure was extremely fast, even if Peng's bones were as fast as the non-human Mo Yi, he could make a timely dodge, and raise his head to fight back, and the attack method was to simply reach out and try to grab Mo Yi's head.

But Mo Yi didn't intend to give him a chance, the thunder light surged from the tip and then spread all over his body, and the next moment his figure disappeared and then smashed into the abdomen of the black figure with a heavy blow, until the reaction force collapsed, five overlapping circles of qi appeared, and the black figure was bombarded five times, and accelerated five times to fly towards the sky.

On the ground, the blood sword on his chest was no longer lit, and gurgling blood flowed out of it, and Mo Yi crossed his hands to hold the sword.

Sacrifice to the sky and a sword is the end.

Starting from the hilt of the sword, Luo Yuan's arm began to turn into a dragon, fine scales rolled out from under the skin, a large amount of uncontrollable rage factor was injected into the blood vessels, and a huge cyclone the size of a star in the sea of qi suddenly stopped spinning.

There was a dragon's roar, and the blood light swayed upward, and the tips of the two swords pulled the blood-colored afterimage, whirling and pulling out a beautiful spiral.

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This is a mortal blow, and Fu Xia Zhen also died under this blow, and in the abyss of all worlds, there are fewer than a palm that can take this move head-on.

In the air, the black figure looked at the terrifying sword momentum that was soaring, he was silent for a moment and then stretched out his hand.

The unseen domain is opened.

All the dragonization phenomena around Mo Yi's body disappeared, the blood-colored brilliance shattered, and in an instant, Luo Yuan returned to his original state, but his body did not stop rushing towards the black figure.

The outstretched hand of the black figure did not retract but grabbed straight towards Mo Yi who rushed towards him, and the palm of the open hand seemed to contain a black hole, choosing people to devour.

Mo Yi was still calm, and the moment the two met, he let go of his swords, and then reached out to grab the palm of the black figure.

A white light suddenly lit up.

“————"

000

Unintelligible language came out of the black figure's mouth.

Then the whole sky was brightly lit with white light, and after a moment it returned to calm.

In the sky, Mo Yi quickly fell to the ground, the Kunpeng wings fluttered behind him, and the bloody sword fell at his feet, and the sword soared into the air, he looked up at the place where the light exploded in the sky, and there was no black figure again, he thought back to the previous battle and frowned, but it was only fleeting and disappeared in the next moment.

Zhao Madness and Gongsun Ruoji sat silently in place, and Mo Yi in the distance slowly flew back, glanced at the two of them and said casually: "He ran away." "

Ran.

Zhao Mad didn't know what to say, a guy who just existed and made his fighting spirit almost collapse was actually beaten away by Mo Yi.

There is no trace of water mixed in it, every sword, every black light, every movement, every figure, fast to the extreme, it is not a level of battle, if you don't know Mo Yi, you will probably think that this is a certain return to the ruins or the predecessor of the phaseless period is making a move.

Gongsun Ruoji didn't speak, just stood up and patted the dust on her body and stood not far from Luoyuan, her eyes uncertain.

"It's good that you're not dead. Mo Yi threw the two swords at random, shook off the soul dust and received it behind his back: "That guy probably won't appear again, I'm scared, let's go." "

It's as simple as that.

Zhao Mad grabbed a handful of soul sand in his hand, but then let go of it again, and stood up silently to keep up with Mo Yi's footsteps.

The road to the Nine Shadows Cemetery is still very long, and there are still existences at the end of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Worlds that are ten million times more terrifying than the black figure, and now is not the time to collapse. _

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